The match is 12 mins each way and so there’s no point in going all that way just for that, especially if you only come on at half time. Actually I thought I was good – I scored the only goal of the second half. But we should have won. We would have done but people who were defending suddenly went all out attack when we were winning leaving no-one to defend. Warren went beserk and decided to take them all on from the back, got tackled leaving three of them against our keeper and they scored. 3-3. Then the ball bobbled around, bounced off the back wall, bounced off the back of our keepers legs and dribbled in. 3-4 to them. Final whistle.
We did well though. Especially considering the psychotic (and I should know I’m a professional) nature of the opposition. One of them threw our player over his shoulder and then stamped on him!?!?
Overal though you need longer games or two games in one night. On the plus side I paid ¬£4.60 for the team strip – a rather fetching nike top which one can actually wear in public. Bargain.